AN: Here we are, Nyssa's chapter finally! We also have Annabeth's POV, which we haven't had in a while, Travis's chapter, Lee's chapter, and we finally get to check back in with Nico! I love suggestions for tiny things in my stories, so I would love it if you gave me ideas! (If I use one of your ideas I will give you credit). Next time we'll probably have Clarisse, Percy, Travis, and Thalia! I was originally going to have Annabeth, too, but we already have Percy's chapter and we have Annabeth here. Anyway, let's get into Nyssa's chapter!

Nyssa

Thalia and I don't think the Careers are searching for us anymore, but we still have to be careful. With Clarisse you never really know. I was surprised when the Careers wanted me to be part of their 'pack'. I was completely flattered that they thought I was strong enough to join them. Of course back then I didn't think Thalia and I would be running away from them, but it gave me protection before the end of day one. It's early in the morning, and we've just gotten on the move again to hunt for food. Thalia is positive that the swamp waters are drinkable, and we'll find food near them, so that's where we're going.

"I bet there's fish in the river." Thalia says as we walk. "It's good that we have the strongest tributes in our alliance from Districts that specialize in food. Farming and fishing!" I agree. Most District Eleven kids would point out that it's AGRICULTURE not farming, but I say using that fancy word is for nerds, or people who won't survive the games. I'm nervous about allying with Thalia. She's kind, but she still is a career, and could overpower me especially with the element of surprise. I'll never know when she wants to turn on me, so it's dangerous to partner up. But, so far I can trust her, so I can say that for now it's safe.

I'm starting to get thirsty, but know better to break into my water supply before we have found water. Thalia says she can feel that we're close, and when I ask her how, she says: 'my District Four instincts'. Thanks for clearing everything up, Thals.

"Do you see the swamp?" Thalia asks me. I squint my eyes ahead and see if it's visible. I just see the trees.

"No. Do you?" I ask. If Thalia can see it, she must have amazing eyesight. Of course, being from District Four she's been around water her whole life.

"I can't see it. But I can smell it." She says, and sniffs the air. I sniff too. She's right. It smells slightly… wet. I definitely wouldn't have noticed it if Thalia hadn't pointed it out, since a lot of the swamp smells pretty wet. About ten minutes later, we finally see the swamp. The murky water isn't flowing. We are up to our shins in mud, and Thalia walks farther in. When she's waist deep in the dirty water, I see a snake slithering toward her.

"THALIA! There's a snake!" I warn her. I take a step back. I don't like snake. Thalia looks at it.

"Oh, Nyssa. It's just a water snake! Harmless!" She informs, laughing. "Ooh, a fish!" She reaches down and catches a fish. She tosses it at me. She catches another fish. "Nyssa, start filling up the water bottles. We can purify them with iodine later." I hesitantly fill up the seven bottles we snuck from the careers, and drop a few drops of iodine into each of them. Thalia throws me another fish, and when I look at her, I see the snake slithering behind her.

"THALIA—" I start to say, but she doesn't have time before the snake bites her in the back. She slumps into the water, unconscious. I wait a moment before the snake has slithered away, and jump in the water and drag Thalia to shore. I turn her so her back is facing the sky and inspect the wound. The first thing that comes to my mind is: poison.

BOOM! I hear something explode, followed by the boom of the cannon. I quickly check Thalia's heart. It's beating, she's still alive.

Travis Stoll

Will and I have just found a chicken.

We were looking for food slightly higher up on the mountain when Will heard clucking coming from a bush. He reached inside and pulled out a fat, white chicken. Now he has a chicken in his hands.

"Would you like to do the honors?" He asks me. I reach for my knife, but before I can grab it, the chicken has bit Will's hand. "OUCH!" He cries, and drops it. The chicken runs away from us and higher up the hill.

"Quickly, catch it!" I shout, and start scrambling up the rocky climb. Will follows behind me, with less speed.

"But you're good with traps. Can't you set a snare and catch another chicken?" He asks, steadying his feet. I grunt and dig my fingers into the dirt to keep from sliding.

"That's the first chicken I've seen since the beginning of the games! I don't know if any other animals ARE on the mountain!" I say roughly, and Will quickens his pace. I can see the chicken not far up ahead, getting closer to the top. The chicken gets out of my view, and after some squawking and a flutter of wings I hear nothing more. I stop. "Do you think that was Beckendorf?" I ask Will.

"I hope not." He says. Will silently climbs up slightly farther. When his head peeks over the rim, his face turns white. He mouths to me, it's him, and climbs back down. My hand slips, and I grab onto a rock. I dodge several pebbles that come sliding down. The mountain seems to be shaking. I reach to the side and grab onto another stable rock, so that I'm spread out between the rocks. With my hear touching the mountain, I can tell it's rumbling.

"ACK!" Will yells, and slides down. He lands on one of my arms, like I'm a human net. Before I can tell him to go away, the mountain (or should I say volcano) erupts lava everywhere. I practically throw myself and Will away from the mountain, so I land hard a few yards down the mountain. It hurts, but I run further down until I find our cave. With lava almost on my heels, I dive into the cave. I'm glad to see Will come in right behind me.

BOOM!

I'm guessing Beckendorf didn't make it.

Annabeth Chase

Percy just ate the last of our food supply. Originally, we had crackers, beef strips, and dry fruit, which Percy got in the blood bath. Grover ran in but didn't have the idea to grab any food or backpack, and I ran away like my mentor told me to.

Anyway, a few moments ago Percy ate the last cracker and beef strip. He says he wasn't thinking correctly, then gave me those cute puppy eyes. Of course, I'm not falling for THAT again, Seaweed brain, so don't you even try! We could hunt, but there aren't a lot of animals around. We could find a berry bush to pick from or something, but those are rare in the forest. The only thing to really do is go to a different section.

"What about the island?" Percy asks hopefully.

"I think Nico's there." I say. Grover is about to suggest something else, but Percy cuts him off again.

"We could stay on the edge of the water next to the forest! We could get fish and water from the ocean!" He says, and gives me big puppy eyes. "Pleeeeaase?"

"The fish would be good, but we wouldn't have any fresh water. I think it would be better to go to the mountain." I say.

"But the mountain is so open. Anyone could see us, and I think three other tributes are already on the mountain." Grover protests. "We should go with Percy's idea for now. At least we'll have food, and maybe there will be a river or something near it." I sigh. Grover always agrees with Percy, but he does make fair point.

"Fine." Grover and Percy cheer. "But if we don't find fresh water by midnight, we're going to the mountain." I say. Percy leads the way with his supposed ability to 'sense water'. I doubt he can actually sense water, but I'm pretty sure we're heading in the correct direction, based on my Wise Girl instincts.

We reach the ocean very soon. Percy practically throws himself into the water. He dives in and gets his clothes soaking wet. Grover and I carefully roll up our pants legs and wade in to our knees. I see a pink salmon swimming around my legs, so I quickly grab it. I clutch it close to my chest so that it doesn't flop away. Percy caught a fish about a minute ago, but Grover just found his, so only Grover and I are on shore when we hear the Careers. Grover and I dash into the forest, but stop close by so that we can wait for Percy.

Through the tangle of trees, I see Percy make it out of the water, but gets stopped by the Careers. They are short on Thalia and Nyssa for some reason I don't understand, so it's just Piper, Jason, Luke, and Clarisse.

"What are you running from, Coal Pants?" Clarisse sneers at Percy. Percy nervously chuckles.

"Ha! Actually I would prefer Water Pants or Wet Pants! Oh, actually never mind, that name isn't very flattering. Anyway, I wasn't running from anybody! I was actually wondering if I could be part of your Career posse!" Percy says. Clarisse grunts.

"And what would we want with you?" She asks, stepping forward, holding up her sword.

"Uh, I'm good with a sword!" Percy says.

"Lots of tributes can do that." Luke butts in. I hold my breath.

"Oh yeah, but, um… I can swim well! I could help you get Nico!" Percy offers. The Careers actually consider this with their tiny brains.

"We could use him. He could make up for the loss of Nyssa and Thalia." Jason says, stepping into the conversation. Luke pushes him back.

"Be quiet, Jason. Nobody cares what you think!" Luke says.

"We could use him. He could make up for the loss of Nyssa and Thalia." Clarisse says reasonably.

"Good idea, Clarisse!" Luke says. Jason looks flabbergasted. "Okay, Coal Pants, you're in. But you will not be left alone with our stuff, and won't be on guard without someone else. We learned our lesson with Thalia and Nyssa, so don't be trying any funny stuff. And we WILL stick you to your promise of getting to Nico." The Careers stomp off, Jason and Piper both closely guarding Percy from running away. Percy shoots me a quick pleading glance, but I can't do anything. I turn to Grover.

"Here's our plan to help Percy." I say, and start describing my accurate and foolish plan.

Nico D'Angelo

I cough. This island is the worst. At first I thought I could be safe on this island, and stay here the entire games, but now I'm dealing with the symptoms of dehydration and these stupid bug bites. Food isn't a problem, since there's a generous supply on this island, but eventually it'll run out if these games go on too long.

I scratch at one of my bites. My whole body is covered in bumpy red spots. They have gotten larger, and are starting to hurt. Some of the biggest ones exploded with pus last night. Gross. I seriously have to get of this island soon, but I can't find the energy.

BOOM! The cannon fires, and I don't even care who it is. I cough again.

Ding ding! The sound of a sponsor. I eagerly look up into the air. Oh…I hope it's water or medicine for my bites. I see the little parachute coming down to my island. I feel a little gust of wind blow. Unfortunately, it blows the parachute into the water. I feel a small burst of adrenaline to make me dive into the water. I doggy paddle until I reach the parachute. Luckily, the waves or current aren't strong today, so it isn't super hard to grab it. I quickly swim back, shivering in my wet clothes.

I greedily tear open the little box and am excited to see a pint of water. Medicine would have been good, too, but I can understand that that would be extremely expensive, and maybe there isn't a cure for these bumps. Okay, that was stupid. If the victor ends up with these bumps (I wouldn't be surprised if they did) then the Gamemakers would need to have some way to fix them. Of course, maybe they don't want a sponsor to send a tribute the antidote for one of their game changing decisions.

I open the jug of water and pour it down my parched throat. I let the cool water moisten my dry lips and tongue. It is over quickly, but I now have energy. I decide that without my new-found power, should get off this island before I am stranded. The fruit on these trees are weird. They are vines, with clumps of fruit attached at each end. This is helpful. I sling three vines around my neck, which is as much as I can carry, and stick my district token in my back pocket. I have nothing else but the empty parachute and water bottle. I put the water bottle back in the parachute and wrap it around my wrist. I am ready to go.

I am dreading the cold swim back to the main lands now. I have just experienced the cold water when I went in to get my parachute, and now I have to go in again. I bid my beloved (ha!) island farewell, and dive into the choppy waves. I don't remember the water being like this on my swim over. The sea was turquoise and smooth like a pearl then, but now it's gray and choppy and freezing. I gulp for air.

I am almost halfway there when I feel a tugging underneath me. I get pulled down. I desperately swim faster and harder, but I have such long ways to go and I cannot fight anything the gamemakers created. Against me will, I am pulled down into the cold current.

Lee Fletcher

I shoot another lizard with my bow. Lizard. My only food in this desert section. It is so hot, I easily set a fire and cook my lizard. All of my supplies are spread around me, and I prop myself up against my empty backpack while I eat my lizard.

It's boring. I can easily sustain myself, what with my arena supplies and sponsors, but there are no tributes near. If I had a million dollars, I would bet all of it that the Gamemakers aren't even featuring or showing me right now. They probably haven't in a while. They probably showed my stunned face for a moment when the mountain erupted with lava and one of the tributes up there died (I know the cannon was for one of the tributes up there because what are the odds that another tribute died at that exact time? Plus I saw someone flying up in the air from the top, and no one would have survived THAT).

They probably showed the tributes up there, followed by a far-away shot of the exploding volcano, followed by the death of one of the tributes, followed by some other tribute's stunned expressions, followed by the surviving tributes. You could say I understand the Gamemakers. If I win these games, I will definitely watch these recaps. So far, the odds are in my favor of winning, which I guess is good.

CRUNCH CRUNCH. I snap my head around. I can definitely tell that that is the crunch of boot on sand. I dive behind a near cactus, already knocking an arrow on the bowstring. The cactus doesn't give me much cover, but a non-observant tribute could miss me for a moment. Well now things aren't so boring anymore. The tributes come into view. It's two of them, both female, although in the bright sun it's impossible to tell who they are. They are coming from the swamp area. As they come closer, I can see what they look like. The one on the left has a brown braid and looks pretty strong. The one on the right has frizzy red hair. I can't place their face with their names, but they are probably the girls from three and ten.

"Rachel, are you sure nobody's around here?" The girl from three with the braid asks. "It doesn't look very deserted." She looks around cautiously.

"Reyna, stop worrying. Who would come in this area, anyway?" The girl with frizzy hair, Rachel, replies. The braided girl, Reyna, looks around. I see her eyes drift to my supplies, which were left in the clear, and then to me, who's aiming a bow directly at her.

"RACHEL, IT'S THE BOY FROM SIX!" She yells at her companion. I let the arrow fly, but Rachel is aware of it, and quickly dives out of the way. I knock another one and this time aim it at Rachel. Rachel doesn't have enough time to jump out of the way, so I strike her in the hand. She jumps back in pain and surprise. She pulls the arrow out of her wound. I shoot another arrow, but Rachel now jumps out of the way. I see them scamper off to the plains. I refrain from shooting more arrows at them, they've put too much distance between us. Besides, I chuckle to myself, they can't survive the Careers.